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In an instant, he’s there, spinning me around and lifting me onto the desk. “Say it again,” he growls.

“I need you,” I whimper, spreading my legs. “Please, X. I want you so bad.”

He doesn’t need any more encouragement. In one swift motion, he removes the toy and thrusts into me, filling me completely. I cry out in relief and pleasure as he sets a punishing pace.

“Is this what you wanted?” he pants, his hands gripping my hips.

“Yes, yes, oh god yes,” I moan, wrapping my legs around him.

As he pounds into me, I can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, losing isn’t so bad after all. Especially when it feels this damn good.

I feel the telltale swelling at the base of his shaft, and a thrill of anticipation runs through me. He hasn’t tried to knot me but I need him to. I need to feel all of him inside of me. “X,” I gasp, “your knot... I want it. Please.”

He hesitates, his rhythm faltering. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

I grab his face, forcing him to look at me. “I’m sure. I need all of you.”

For a moment, I see vulnerability in those green eyes. Then, with a growl, he presses forward. The stretch is intense, bordering on pain, but as his knot locks into place, an explosion of pleasure rocks through me. I come hard, clenching around him, dimly aware of his own release as he fills me.

X collapses on top of me, his arms wrapping tightly around my body. We’re both panting, sweaty, and thoroughly satisfied.

After a moment, I can’t help but giggle. “Well, I guess this solves the dress code issue.”

He lifts his head, quirking an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“Clearly, the only appropriate office attire for me is you,” I say with a wink.

X snorts, a rare full smile spreading across his face. “Somehow, I don’t think HR would approve of that policy.”

“Spoilsports,” I mutter, then bite my lip. “So... about coming to the office...”

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “You’re right. This isn’t going to work, is it?”

“Not unless you want a repeat performance every day,” I say, only half-joking.

“Don’t tempt me,” he growls, then softens. “How about this: I will have your apartment downstairs considered an on-site office, and your presence in this suite shall be considered optional. Deal?”

I consider it. “Deal. But you have to promise to visit me for lunch breaks.”

“That,” he says, leaning in for a kiss, “is a policy I can definitely get behind.”

Chapter Fourteen

Zana

I saunternaked through the opulent penthouse, relishing the lush carpets between my toes and the cool marble against my skin. This first month living with X has been pure bliss.

“Looking gorgeous as always, my love,” X purrs appreciatively as I enter the living room. His emerald eyes rake hungrily over my curvy figure.

“You’re not so bad yourself, handsome.” I wink flirtatiously. “Though I must say, you look even better without clothes.”

X chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that sends shivers down my spine. In a flash, he strips off his shirt, revealing his sculpted green chest. “As my lady commands.”

I bite my lip, drinking in his godlike physique. The past weeks have been a whirlwind of passion as we explored every inch of each other, christening every available surface in our lavishlove nest. The vampires who previously owned this building thoughtfully ensured no sunshine would ever penetrate - which I’ve interpreted as an open invitation to spend my days gloriously nude, much to X’s delight.

X stalks towards me, a predatory glint in his eyes. “I have a reward for you, my diligent mate. You’ve been working so hard lately.”

I gasp as he reveals a glittering jeweled butt plug. My core clenches at the thought of the exquisite fullness.

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